What It's Like To Be The Mom Of An Infant Son

So let me just go through our day today! LOL. Callan woke up at 1am, 2:30am, and got up for the day at 5:30am. He was not hungry. He is teething. And Mama went to bed at 11pm, so I got about 4 hours of sleep. Callan was not feeling good, so he wanted to cuddle on the couch. And my son is not a cuddler. He does like to be held, just not a cuddle-bug. But lately he has been, due to the teething. So we laid side by side facing each other on the couch, and he just stared at me while chewing on his pacifier. He finally drifted off to sleep about 7am, but then Jason was getting up, so I was up anyhow. Mid-day, Callan’s teeth got to hurting him so bad he just screamed and screamed. We dosed him with Tylenol and Baby Orajel swabs, and he wanted to cuddle with Mama some more. He had his arms wrapped so tight around my neck and his fists clenched into my shirt, he did not want me to let him go. So even though I was exhausted, I was in heaven to get to cuddle with my son. One of those sweet moments. Then afternoon hit. Our little monster was feeling much better. At lunch he spit his carrots on me. And that crap stains! It was on the floor, the table, the highchair, my shirt, my face. He thought it was hilarious. In the bathtub, he farted, and it actually blew bubbles in the water! Ok, let me just tell you that our son has an atomic ass. LOL. He farted yesterday and I seriously almost puked. It was awful! I was gagging, and Jason was laughing at me. So anyways, Callan is in bed now, and here I sit at the end of the day, covered in regurgitated peaches, carrots, and milk, oh, and a little pee. It is on my pants, my shirt, in my hair. I found a splat of carrots on my neck. I smell lovely. I’m exhausted, cranky, can’t wait to get in the shower. But here I am with a smile on my face, listening to my son snore, and remembering how sweet he was to me today when he was not feeling good. It is the most awesome feeling in the world to know that both the men in my life need me.